Fort Hood. The only thing I like about 1st cav is they take care of the infantry guys....The pogs got boned lol.

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Originally Posted by sHoCkA

**** you.

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Originally Posted by Ninjamerc

Is that really a barracks room?

The only time I had a room to myself it was like a 6x10 maybe, and I shared the head.

Just share the common area with one other person. The door to his room is in front of the fridge. The icing on the cake is the washer/dryer in the room, and the granite counter tops, the stove, the walk in closet....I can go on.

I use to keep my kx250f in my room when I was on the bottom floor until barracks management flipped ****.

The Digs in Iraq are nicer now too. I'm an O and I STILL had ****ty living quarters.

my **** is straight ghetto, circa 2005.

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I'm just saying that those are the nicest barracks that I have ever seen with the possible exception of some AF ones (and theirs didn't have a washer and dryer in them). Do you share the kitchen/ laundry room with another guy?)

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I'm just saying that those are the nicest barracks that I have ever seen with the possible exception of some AF ones (and theirs didn't have a washer and dryer in them). Do you share the kitchen/ laundry room with another guy?)

That's how all the new Army barracks are supposed to be. At least the ones built within the past 2 or 3 years anyway. And yes, I share a kitchen and bathroom with another guy. The laundry rooms are shared with the entire building, one for each floor.

That's how all the new Army barracks are supposed to be. At least the ones built within the past 2 or 3 years anyway. And yes, I share a kitchen and bathroom with another guy. The laundry rooms are shared with the entire building, one for each floor.

That's how it was for me back in Nazi land, but this looks like it's just his washer and dryer.

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I want to rage against the world. I want to beat it into submission. I want it to see the hate in my eyes, to feel the rage pouring out of me in blow after blow delivered in a fury that could only be fueled by insanity. I want to shake it so violently that it's afraid it may break and I want to scream with such primal ferocity that it reaches back into the darkest parts of an age when men cowered in caves at the sound of demons. Then, after the wave has subsided and I let go I want to watch it slump into a broken mass, whimpering. When the word "why?" crosses it's bloody swollen lips the only reply that will come is "yes... why?".

I'm just saying that those are the nicest barracks that I have ever seen with the possible exception of some AF ones (and theirs didn't have a washer and dryer in them). Do you share the kitchen/ laundry room with another guy?)

Yea, I share with one other guy. Its the red roof building behind Monroe.